Well first off sorry haven't been around. Between visits from in-laws that lasted almost a month and other things it just hasn't been possible.

This week I lost my grandmother. We buried her today. She passed away Tuesday morning at 11 am. I was out running around doing appointments and my parents called and left a message saying she was dying. Because my parents couldn't get a hold of me they got a hold of my husband who rushed home and gave me the sad news. She had died. The amazing thing is she knew she was dying that day. That morning a nurse was giving her a bath and she told the nurse "This is my day." A few hours later after breakfast she collapsed in her wheelchair as she was wheeling herself back from the dining room. She died peacefully with my parents at her side.... She was always afraid she would be alone when she died. I am pretty sure she knew they were there.

I had spent so much time with her this past few months because my parents were away in Florida and then out west. While they were away for two months I would visit her every Sunday and talk to her every night so she didn't feel alone. It was amazing how just two minutes on the telephone with her at night was all it took to give her some comfort. That was all the time she had the strength for. She was almost 99 yrs old.

There was no wake because my parents were so burned out from being over there every day. It was just a simple procession to the graveyard 1 hour away. I had to wait on the highway for that hearse carrying my grandmother's body to arrive. The wait for that hearse to come down the highway was the longest wait I have ever experienced. When the hearse arrived we pulled in behind it and I got a glimpse of the casket carrying my grandmother's body. It hit home "She was in there." I didn't get a chance to say goodbye like I normally would do in a funeral parlor. We followed it to the graveyard and had the small private service. As I placed a rose on her coffin I said my goodbyes. I am sad because I lost the most wonderful grandmother a person could ever have. The world is a sadder place because of her absence. I know she has gone to a better place and I will see her again.....

It has taken all of this today to realize that my Alopecia is not the worse thing that could happen to me. Being separated from a loved one is....It is too bad it takes things like this to snap you out of your self pity.....Soooooooo try to enjoy every second of every minute you have with the people you love while you can and not let this stupid condition called Alopecia steal any of that happiness from you while you still can have it. Before you know it the moments with that special person are over and gone...

By the way I absolutely "rocked" my wig at the funeral..... If you are going to go to a funeral you might as well look marvelous.....I am loving my wigs......

Lori